Quote by: Robert Olmstead

They came and they went; they ached and pained. They laughed privately and cried to themselves as if heeding a way- off silent call. They were forever childish, sweet and convulsive. They heard sound the way dog heard sound. They were like the moon- they changed every eight days.


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Author Bio


  • NameRobert Olmstead
  • DescriptionAmerican writer
  • BornJanuary 3, 1954
  • CountryUnited States Of America
  • ProfessionAuthor; Novelist
  • AwardsGuggenheim Fellowship